M. Who are you judging anyway?
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...*sidles back into souls*




"Ah, right." So, the lad hadn't had too much fun in his life? Well, not the more adult sort, regardless. Though judging from his grumpy demeanour, it seemed likely that he didn't have much fun anyway. Perhaps the Italian could help him change that, with a bit of luck. Living on the borders would be lonely. Surely the young, handsome man would be a bit pent up. Sebastian's nostrils flared as he took in the scent of the cabin, memorising it and searching in the myriad of scents.

"Ah, I have plenty to go around." The foxy male smirked and swiftly pulled a bottle of deep red wine from his satchel by the door, popping the cork with a prominent canine tooth. He took a small sip, savouring the sweet-tasting wine. As Ahiga approached with the dry meat, Sebastian neatly snapped a strip directly out of his hand. Mmm. Not bad at all. "Thank you, Ahiga," he purred warmly, his orange eyes brightening thankfully.

[b]"Here, have a drink. Try to savour the sweetness, hmm?" Sebastian held the bottle out for Ahiga to take and shifted over a little, his slim thigh pressing lightly against the pale wolf's more muscular leg.


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